Our Obama, who art in Chicago,
Hollow be thy Words.
Thy Presidency come,
Thy nation will be done for,
In the White House as it is in Congress.
Give us this day our daily bread line.
And forgive us our mortgage debts,
As we forgive the credit card companies.
And lead us not into energy independence,
But deliver us from the Republicans.
For thine is the
and the power,
and the glory,
for two terms.
(I am so going to a very warm place for writing this.... Crossposted to DFB)